Chapter three hundred and sixty-three hate iron is not steel
There were many difficulties, and after the handover work was completed, Yang Fan led the supervision and operation department to retire successfully.
When Yang Fan returned to Chang'an, he was happiest than Gongsunjie, because he no longer had to be on guard all the time like a frightened bird.
For the sake of his own life, Gongsunjie has been cautious in everything since his confrontation with Yang Fan, fearing that Yang Fan would take revenge.
So much so that I didn't dare to live in the arranged residence, so I could only temporarily live in the military camp.
Now that the threat of Yang Fan is gone, Gongsunjie is in a much better mood, sitting in the somewhat dark military tent with a smile on his face.
The next step is to win over local forces and join forces with them to sideline Li Daozong, thereby destroying Yang Fan's layout.
While I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard the soldiers outside the barracks shouting: "Master Xiaowei, the King of Jiangxia County invites you to come to discuss matters!"
Gongsunjie was overjoyed, guessing that Li Daozong was going to discuss taking over the defense. This was a good opportunity to take power.
He stood up with a loud sound, led a group of soldiers out of the barracks, and hurried towards the Governor's Mansion.
It rarely rains in Luoche City, but on this day, it rained heavily.
Although the rain was not heavy, the continuous rain swayed gently in the wind and was covered with a layer of smoke.
Apart from the last welcome banquet, this was only the second time Gongsunjie entered Luoxue City.
Only then did he have time to look around at the former capital of Tubo. The streets were bustling with activity, and the streets and alleys were full of laughter and laughter.
There were even many children running around in the street playfully with the raindrops falling on them, looking peaceful and peaceful.
But Gongsunjie knew that such a scene would not last long, and he would not allow it.
Because the ultimate goal is to destroy Yang Fan's layout. If there is a peaceful land, doesn't it mean that Yang Fan's layout is correct?
Of course he doesn't allow this to happen!
Shaking his head, Gongsunjie looked at these Tubo people with pity. In order to achieve his goal, he could only sacrifice the interests of these people.
Just as he was about to take a step forward, he heard a snapping sound coming from a distance, and then Gongsunjie fell into darkness, and at the same time, a bloody hole appeared on his forehead.
This frightened the soldiers who followed him, because the trace of pity on Gongsunjie's face was still there, but his pupils had dilated, and it was obvious that there was no breath of life left.
Such a strange appearance frightened all the guards into confusion. Some of the guards were looking for the attackers in panic, while others rushed to report. The whole street was in chaos.
While Gongsunjie's soldiers were frantically looking for him like ants in a hot pot, on the third floor of an inn not far away, a man looked out of the window. It was Xi Junmai.
Seeing Gongsunjie collapse to the ground with blood staining the ground, Xi Junmai remained indifferent.
After a while, a figure flashed from the stairs and said in a deep voice: "Report to the team leader, the mission is completed!"
Xi Junmai turned around and looked at the person who came, and said with his head: "Well done. Gongsunjie committed suicide. No one can blame him. Let's set off immediately and catch up with the Marquis!"
"No!" the man responded, turned around and went downstairs.
Xi Junmai glanced at Gongsunjie who was lying on the ground again, and kept muttering: "Master Hou is really powerful. He can actually invent such a terrifying weapon. He is really a genius. No wonder this kind of weapon is only equipped with
It’s really terrifying on the bodyguard.”
After saying that, he disappeared into the inn like a ghost.
It was drizzling, and although the guests in the inn also heard the noise, they didn't take it seriously. They drank and chatted and were completely indifferent.
If they had known that the noise caused the death of a Tang captain a few hundred meters away, I wonder if they could still be so calm.
…
The drizzle outside the Southwest Governor's Mansion is still falling.
Li Daozong was working hard on the mountains of case files in his study. He just finished processing them and took a sip of hot tea to relieve the stiffness in his fingers.
Only then did he realize that it seemed that he had already sent orders to Gongsunjie. Why hadn't this guy arrived yet? Could it be that he was really blatantly disobeying his orders?
At this moment, there were rapid footsteps outside the study, and then the door was suddenly pushed open.
Li Daozong frowned. Although he usually didn't put on any airs, this was where he handled his official business. Who could be so unruly and break in without notification?
Unhappily, he turned his head and saw his own guard captain rushing in with a panicked look on his face.
"What happened?" Li Daozong asked in surprise.
The captain of the personal guard had been with him for many years and was always the most reliable person. Why was he so out of his mind today?
The captain of the guard was completely unaware of his gaffe and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, Gongsun Jie is dead!"
"What? Gongsunjie actually died. Have you caught the murderer?" Li Daozong was shocked and stood up with a roar.
But a thought flashed through his mind: "Did Marquis Zhongyi do it?"
The first thought was that Yang Fan had killed Gongsunjie.
"Well, the murderer was not caught, but Gongsunjie died on the street, and the attacker was not seen at all. It is said that at that time, only the sound of a horn was heard, and a bloody hole appeared on Gongsunjie's forehead. The weapon used by the attacker
We haven't even found out the weapon yet, let alone arrested anyone, but this weapon is really scary, so the prince must be more careful," the guard captain explained with lingering fear.
Li Daozong was a little stunned. There was a bang? Then, he naturally remembered the muffled thunder just now. Did he think it was winter thunder?
What kind of weapon is it?
Li Daozong was puzzled, but in the blink of an eye, he was relieved.
Who cares what the weapon is? As long as Gongsunjie is dead, everyone will be happy!
When this bastard arrived in Tubo, he seemed to want to form a gang and try to oust himself. He had already made Li Daozong extremely annoyed!
Li Daozong still hopes to accomplish some earth-shattering feats in Tubo. He'll be damned if he can get used to Gongsunjie!
What's more, they have reached a consensus that Gongsun Jie must be eliminated, but they didn't expect Yang Fan to take action so quickly.
But he died at the right time. Once he was allowed to take over the defense, the consequences would be disastrous. Li Daozong couldn't help but smile.
From then on, no one in Tubo could restrain him anymore, and he could act boldly and boldly according to Yang Fan's plan!
…
It rains continuously, as is the climate in the Tubo Plateau. Once it rains, it becomes extremely cold, and the howling cold wind seems to want to blow the bone-chilling chill into your bones.
The rain was not heavy, but the roads were already muddy. Marching in such cold weather was a great test for the soldiers' health.
The fatigue caused by the long journey makes the body temperature very high, and when exposed to the cold rain, it is very easy to catch wind and cold.
Therefore, Yang Fan directly camped and stayed on a flat place. Of course, the main reason was to wait for Xi Jun to buy a few people.
Although he knew that Xi Junmai would never disappoint him, everything was still inconclusive until the results came out.
As soon as he stepped into the big tent, Xi Junmai came to report the completion of the mission.
"What the Marquis expected was true. After the army left, Gongsunjie couldn't wait to go to the city to take over the defense. We directly assassinated him in the busy market."
Yang Fan raised his eyebrows: "Did anyone notice you?"
"No!" Xi Junmai said firmly.
Yang Fan nodded, not too proud.
In the final analysis, no one can provide any evidence for this matter.
But many people actually don't need evidence.
For example, His Majesty Li Er, or Zhang Liang!
As long as they are sure that Yang Fan did it, what evidence do they need?
However, no matter what, this guy Gongsunjie must die, otherwise he will be too great a threat to Tubo's layout.
"Well, that's right. It's good for you to give birth and rest. We have to hurry up tomorrow." Yang Fan waved his hand and said.
The boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge. It is already November. If we delay any longer, we will soon be back in Chang'an City for the Chinese New Year.
Yang Fan doesn’t want to celebrate the New Year halfway!
When Yang Fan and others were withdrawing their troops from Tubo and returning to Chang'an, Chang Sun Chong and his party had already arrived at Chang'an City.
Although it was a hard journey, Changsun Chong did not dare to delay for a moment. As soon as he returned to his house, he hurriedly found Changsun Wuji.
In the study room of Duke Zhao's Mansion.
"Bang! What did you say?" A teacup fell to the ground and was smashed to pieces.
Changsun Wuji glared angrily, the veins on his forehead bulged, his rich face flushed red, and the short beard under his chin was twitching constantly.
"You have been in the officialdom for many years and have seen a lot of conspiracies and tricks. How could you make such a low-level mistake?"
"Duan Zhixuan came from a humble background and has no knowledge of religious etiquette. Falling out and being ruthless is a common occurrence. How could you let the matter fall into the hands of his son? Wouldn't our eldest grandson be restrained by him in the future?"
Changsun Wuji shouted bitterly, almost gritting his teeth and roaring loudly from the back seat.
Changsun Chong stood there tremblingly, with his head lowered and Nonuo did not dare to speak back.
Looking at his frustrated son, Changsun Wuji felt helpless in his heart.
I couldn't help but wonder, is this still the smart and unique son?
You act so recklessly without thinking about the consequences!
Taking a deep breath, Changsun Wuji tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, and lamented: "Our Changsun family is not afraid of making mistakes. Even the biggest mistakes will be made by your father and your aunt."
"But it's so ridiculous for you to do such a childish thing now. I am deeply disappointed as a father. In order to get rid of Yang Fan, you conspired with Duan Zan. You can't think of it!"
"You are so naive. Not to mention that you can kill Yang Fan. Even if you kill Yang Fan, do you think you can get rid of the Duan family's entanglement?"
"Duan Zan and his son are not gentlemen who keep their promises. If they break you, they won't care about their face at all. They will even break your bones and suck out your marrow."
How could his son, who was once such a shrewd person, be so confused?
Changsun Wuji simply couldn't believe that Changsun Chong would do such a mindless move.
Besides, in Changsun Wuji's eyes, if the Changsun family wants to kill someone, it's not their turn to cooperate with others.
Seeing his father's expression of hatred for steel, Changsun Chong bit his lip and clenched his slender fingers into fists.
He could be beaten and scolded, but he just couldn't stand Changsun Wuji's expression of extreme disappointment.
Anger clouded his mind, and Zhang Sun Chong raised his bloodshot eyes and shouted loudly: "My child is just hateful and dissatisfied. What ability does Yang Fan have? Why do you two regard him as a pillar?"
"Besides, it's true that I made a gaffe while drunk and revealed the battle plan, but without evidence, who can do anything to me?"
"Besides, Duan Zan guarantees that Yang Fan will never return to Chang'an alive! I want him dead."
"Snapped!"
Changsun Wuji raised his hand and slapped him hard, causing Changsun to stagger and then said angrily:
"Shut up, some words will remain in your stomach forever even if you think about them. As the saying goes, trouble comes from the mouth, otherwise not only you, but the entire family will be implicated."
Changsun Chong covered his burning face, which made him more conscious, and said in a panic: "Father, I know my mistake."
Changsun Wuji's face was gloomy, he looked directly at Changsun Chong and asked: "Why do you hate Yang Fan so much? Is there some grudge?"
"Uh..." Changsun Chong hesitated.
Seeing that Changsun Wuji did not give up, he had to say: "Then Yang Fan composed the song "Shuo Ai Lian", and now the child has become the laughing stock of Chang'an. Even the princess's reputation has been damaged. The child is angry, so he wants to fight with her.
Duan Zan put Yang Fan to death!"
Changsun Wuji didn't believe it at all and shook his head slightly.
In this life, when it comes to trying to figure out people's hearts, even if it is unique, it cannot be deceived by Changsun Chong!
It can be seen from the wandering eyes of his son Changsun Chong that his words are somewhat untrue.
Isn't it nonsense to kill someone if they write a poem?
After thinking about it, Changsun Wuji didn't want to push too hard, so he could only change the subject and asked: "What about you and the princess? Is there any gap between you and the princess? Although you should respect each other as guests, it's not like real people.
couple."
Normally, as a father, he would never discuss the relationship between husband and wife with his son, but Changsun Wuji couldn't help but want to ask.
The young couple seems to be in love, but in fact they always give people a sense of distance and alienation, which inevitably arouses suspicion.
Could it be that Princess Changle hooked up with Yang Fan and made her son lose his mind?
The most important thing is that Changsun Chong has been married for many years, but no son has been born, which has to make Changsun Wuji suspicious.
Facing his father's questioning gaze, Changsun Chong turned pale and his heart was pounding. He forced an awkward smile and denied: "The relationship between the child and the princess has always been very good, and there is no problem."
Changsun Wuji pondered for a long time, but he didn't believe it, and said: "You have been married to the princess for many years, but have never had children. After a few days, I became a father and asked Your Majesty to provide you with a room of concubines, to have children, and to carry on the family line.
This is a top priority, and I am sure Your Majesty will not be biased against you because of this matter."
"In addition, if you keep what you said just now in your stomach, you can no longer cooperate with the Duan family to do stupid things. I will help you deal with the aftermath as a father."
Changsun Chong stopped laughing and said calmly: "Thank you, father, but about taking concubines... This is not necessary, right? What my father did will definitely make the princess sad. If there is something wrong with the princess's body, wouldn't it embarrass her?"
"No need to say more!" Changsun Wuji waved his hand to interrupt, and said coldly: "So what if it's embarrassing? You can rest assured and go and plead with His Majesty as a father."
"Snapped"
A slight broken sound came from outside the study.
The expressions of the father and son changed drastically, and they looked at each other subconsciously.
The words just said cannot be spread, as that would be a heinous crime.
Changsun Chong was younger after all. He rushed to the door and saw a cup of soup spilling on the ground beside the door.
Changsun Chong ran out suddenly and asked the servant who was guarding a foot away from the door: "Who was here just now?"
The servant was frightened by Zhang Sun Chong's ferocious face, and he quickly knelt down and said, "It's Your Highness the Princess."
"Where are the people?" Changsun Chong asked urgently.
"Just left!"
At this time, Changsun Wuji also walked out of the room and asked with a dark face: "Who is it?"
Changsun Chong said somewhat dullly: "It's Your Highness the Princess."
Changsun Wuji was stunned for a moment, his face gloomy, and he quickly thought of countermeasures.
I wonder if Her Royal Highness the Princess just heard the casual conversation between their father and son?
If so, how much did you hear?
Suddenly, even the cunning and wise Changsun Wuji felt extremely troubled.
He wasn't afraid that the princess would hear the rest of what he said, but if she heard the first half, things would get messy, mainly because he wasn't ready yet.
Of course Changsun Chong also knew what the problem was and said quickly: "My son, go see the princess."
"No matter what, we must stabilize the princess first." Changsun Wuji said with a gloomy face.
"My child understands." The eldest grandson bowed and hurried to the backyard.